A cold Cortez echoing through the temples & catacombs blowing cobwebs & spiders freeing sisters & brothers to be of the extended family tested tugged & tapped dry turning an eye downward doubting questioning a clasp as the tether tugs tighter groaning & sluggish we convene to be the flower with a wink of morning frost Up Da's river & towards thy creek painted canoes stake a path cradling a shoulder the size of a Yellow Morgan short of diamonds & flat roses Italian eyes calling signal puffs of the air forming spokes & spikes piecemeal o' contraire' I cup page caste the pearls romaine romaine garnish to thy dish now un plated My silver is hidden way down low in the well Dropped from the marauders coming out of this hell Over shading the dust and falling upward First thy crust of a clearance & then the sale There's a sale today & then the sale all options are fade away A sale of China sea where the rocking boat will horsey To draw the carriage down to the town For the remedy No mas servancy errabatado I re-open and rearrange evolve turn and transform Regenerate oppossed to regurgitate regurgitate I heard it all before I heard if all heard it all heard it all before On Broadway on the high band wire on the 520 lines We got histories in the channel & I gotta spin this dime I heard it all before heard it all before I'm gonna revolve this door Painted falsley and blurred around the wrong circles In these fields streets these corners where those combine in agreeing condensation It's dripping down the windows of every theatre I heard it all before Where breads are molding heard it all before Here comes the chip implanted in my wrist for protection from the bogey man bogey man bogey man bogey man bogey man bogey man bogey man it all eminates from moi' I am growing is all Elective focus this dusty frame From this hazy pane Satellites buzzing about & above Little butterflies breathing truth and nurturing love Spirits all about me whispering showing me the way Bracing my back brushing the hair from my eyes showing me the way Turning inward i'm to turn the dials I am shown the way They softening the noise and clearing the fog from before with a blast fresh icy whispers I will drink of thier medication Sip of the purest secret The greatest gift A womans hand They'll be no selling my soul today Sunday Sunday They'll be selling no souls today Sunday SUNDAY Cuz everyone's birthday Happy birthday to you Happy birthday to you No selling your soul No selling your soul There's a SALE today Cold wind icy blue Freezes this lake They'll be no thing They'll be NO THING The skin is peeled and revealed They'll be no thing I give up my life for you There's A CIRCLING There's a circling There's a circling Overlapping wave The brave colliding a trillion souls In side of every heart pump those feelings bump and jumps Stains the name inscribed Arising deep under this stump that was once a living tree There's a circling There's a circling under this stump where there was a living tree There's a circling Overlapping wave The brave colliding a trillion souls Then the flash that crashed & re blast & dashed my entire inner family broke my limbs apart the burning sound rebound rebound There's a circling those clear blue skies right behind everyone's eyes There's a circling all encompassing wave a trillion souls sing See this sight grounded well rounded founded bounded to recieve each and every day each and every day morning morning morning morning morning There's a circling hunching down in the deep seas Whale is found awake in sleep There's a circling A circling I will be rounding your corners soon rounding your corners soon... rounding your corners rounding your corners rounding your corners soon Circling... There's a circling There's a circling There's a circling there's a circling Hey ewe hey ewe corral the sheep and review review review listen listen from her story listen from his story Fall in to my story HEY EWE hey ewe hey ewe hey ewe corral all the sheep you see break down the facades that feed you feed you from the trough hey ewe hey ewe hey ewe All you do with creativity As we're originally raw scripted As a folded cartoon sequel wrapped around a sugary Bazooka kept puffing up with your drooled agreement There's a heel in my step Hey ewe In your birthday suits Are you revealed too? As appeared I scope out of the nipple May be envisioned after you after you and your crew reincarnate again arriving my friend on the scene in the know on the list under the glow if you've not already been revealed this life ain't no joke ain't no joke All you FUNGUS TOADSTOOLS have popped up around the empty floor informing me that unconscious underground network cares contains the thoughts you wave out the magical tendrils providing the blessing where my agent lay turning thee sideways snarl into a peaceful resting smile today... as everywhere lives the garden true and underneath There's a circling There's a circling overcoming wave underneath the soil lifting us up from the depths hear the call hear the call hear the call hear the call hear the call through the midnight air the hour's almost up ELEVEN ELEVEN'S you rise and share the cup of love eleven elevens it's time to wake up wake up wake up wake up chin down children slickened and smeared your memories stolen trading in these blankets combed with sorrow illuminating fiber glow a low tide ankle deep skimming glistned sun sparkles refreshing this emptiness and hollowness down low lichens attached to mollusks closed up and clinging duel these tired feet sinking down in the sands of time the mud crab love long gone my flower weep all night i found crushed salt i've thrown over my shoulder turning counter clockwise in found visuals blinding thy lens in cloistered preparation for the confirmation learned the long law education to stand up loyal unclogging all of my digits to be spread out counted & blessed for an easy swivel web I'll be backwards skimming strolling down your street like a salmon upstream linking through these murky depths i crawl clearing the way of tangled roots diffused flock and growing an evil sea weed tape matriarchal line confused... Once upon a time there lived a little witch up top the hill... U LOOK BACK you look back you look back passages built from the walls of sliced furling froth of these iron cuffs stealing & squeezing dreams inking dwon the proven chosen sight to obscure the way and lead you astray my own doctor shifts to crash on this shore this splintered in half as your heart was dashed and drown by your own mother's mother... there are OTHER LINES on the pages of your veins my children true and long and strong or happier blazing fires flowing streams of creative passion and joyous peaceful ease ease ease ease... Just inches above hell eyeing the funnel of forgetfullness speaking unions electric connection the cantilever bridge a long long expansive deep down under all experience flows a petrol pure I'll ride in this undertow back to you as the earth spins again I sing down low in this FAMLEASEEBED just like a stone that found its lead There's a circling There's a circling There's a circling Sometimes the neon glow enchants me I stretch my toe out to mingle in the sea weed the water realigned and forstalls this union once promised me promised me i was promised love deeply i will re essence this inner glow jelly orange jaggled swallow rechristening unclogging i know i know i will take off this mask that's been suffocating me choking this thresh hold grip once again i quickly flip the undertow quickly flip the undertow i sing out an ode of dirges cascading down the sides of my throne this rusty funeral barrel i will roll down over the cliff it will come down crashing the long fed ashes stirring the discordant atmosphere the only gift you ever brought me a baby's purple plastic ball i will kick way up to the sky i will never ever again fall... no one should tell another waht they should do only love only love by providing the open space to flower only love only love by providing the open space to flower no one should tell anyone what to do no one should tell anyone what to do there is never a turnicate wrapped yea There's this RED BALLOON let it go LET GO let it go letgo let go...